A Silent Excuse...

The sun shining with its full luminescense glowing the corners of the world but the hearts of many still choosed to stay in the darkness.As the scorching heat of the sun reached its full intensity at noon,the office hours witnessed a lunch.The lunch hours lasted for half an hour.An hour of silence and peace and today,with Emma around ,it was going to be a lunch of all times.

Patrick choosed the seat in the corner of the lunch room.The metal benches soon got occupied with all types of butts from different nations.The white and the blacks with brown and the yellow were soon sharing the common table.The place would have beared the look of a UN peace conference only if the legs of the members were not entangled in metal chains.”Commit a mistake and you will go to jail”,these voices kept ringing in his ears all the time he lookeed around the place searching for beloved ones.”Jail!Even if I go ,I will go to a five-star jail”,he would said arrogantly.”Then,you have to be an international criminal”,ironically these alarming lines proved as a motivation for Patrick in commiting crimes in his career of eleven evil years.He landed in this famous jail for fugitives in Illionis for his last crime he committed.A crime which was unaccceptable by the laws of any land in the living world.He did'nt killed anyone.Niether he looted anyone,nor he gave hateful speeches to enrage the masses.He was no political leader nor a godfather or anything near to godfather.

The office-hours in jail have been always a resting time for the convicts providing them with the opportunity to know each other and share their old-memoirs because new ones were too harsh and painful to remember.Time was running fast.He has'nt started eating yet.The crowd was growing fast in numbers and none of the officials have called him yet in the meeting room.The meeting time was next to lunch,”Emma might have forgotten”,Patrick thought or ,”Was the jailor enjoying his situation?”. The jail consisted of all kind of evil people.Was she treated well outside or Was someone hurting her with words ,his mind was working hard to think positive for Emma.

The lunch hours passed and still no call from outside.Emma must have forgotten,he thought.Fours hours passed in isolation and dead silence of his cell which has the occupancy of a single convict.Finally,the hour came by,he was called by the Jailor.Patrick was confused and apprehended of the time at which he was called.”Did something happened to Emma?”,he thought.Fear could be seen in his eyes and his heart beat increased with each foot steps.Patrick! Patrick!”,shouted the jailor.”Here is a parcel for you”.According to the jail-rules,the parcel brought for convicts should be open infront of the jailor.

In no time,the expressions changed from fear to joy.He toook the parcel.Though his hands were trembling,his heart was still.His feet firm and posture stout. He closed his eyes and thought of Emma and ,Boom!

A sheer silence covered the jail.The inmates were shocked.A bomb blast has occured in the jailor room.Their was a dead silence all around .The heart which has choosen to live in darknes was trying hard to look the brightness outside in the form of Emma.Emma,his daughter who died in the bomb explosion.A bomb-explosion planned by Patrick.

Many inmates in the jail were thanking Patrick who died a death which was a safe excuse to meet Emma.A silent excuse...